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Episode 6: the One Where LWJ is Drunk and Gets Married
YES, GUYS GALS AND NB PALS, WE ARE AT THIS MOST WONDERFUL EPISODE.
OUR FIRST INTRODUCTION TO DRUNKJ!LWJ
AND THE HANDFASTING THAT INSPIRED A MILLION FICS
Okay, to set the scene, we’ve got JC, NHS and WWX having a sneaky drinking party with Forbidden Alcohol
Obviously, LWJ can spidey-sense when a rule is being violently broken so he appears at the scene of the crime to BREAK UP THE PARTY (or possibly a threesome?? He’s not sure but he’s gonna put a stop to that immediately)
HIS SERIOUS BB FACE IS SUPER ADORABLE HERE, GUYS
LIKE, I’M MORE PARTIAL TO WWX BUT UGH, LWJ IS SO CUTE HERE???
IT’S AWFUL
WWX: *bounces right into lwj’s space* join us for a drink lan zhan!! We earned it after defeating the Haunted Water!!
LWJ: *stares over wwx’s shoulder* alcohol is forbidden in the cloud recesses
WHY WON’T YOU LOOK HIM IN THE FACE, LWJ?? IS IT BECAUSE HE’S SO CLOSE TO YOU SUDDENLY???
WWX: chill out dude *playfully tugs on lwj’s sleeve*
Oh man, the glare that lwj shoots at wwx’s hand here could have started a fire. I mean, it must have at least burned a little with how quickly wwx lets go
LWJ: Report to the Punishment Chamber
Did they have to call it ‘punishment chamber’??
It sounds like some kind of kinky sex dungeon, which, like, to each their own,(i’ll read some kinky sex dungeon fic every once and a while, myself)
But this is Ancient Fantasy China summer school…seems a little inappropriate in context
ANYWAY
WWX again tries to coax LWJ in to having a drink with them. He doesn’t understand how someone can just…not drink alcohol. Oh wwx, you budding alcoholic you
And here WWX nobly sacrifices himself to save his drunk buddies by distracting lwj (who was about to call for backup, like a narc) and pins some sort of mind-control talisman on him
Wwx: sit and have a drink with me!
Lwj: *sits down and takes a shot*
Lwj: *passes out*
Wwx: omg i killed him. WAKE UP YOU CAN’T STAY HERE!! YOU HAVE TO GO BACK TO YOUR ROOM!! 
Wwx: *proceeds to gently guide lwj onto the bed*
You know after that initial panic, wwx looks too damn pleased with himself, especially after he gets lwj to call him wei-gege
Wwx suddenly notices that lwj’s ribbon is off kilter and informs him of it bc that’s what friends do
Wwx: your ribbon is crooked
Lwj: *scandalized gasp* crooked??
Why’s he so adorable when he’s drunk?? LOOK AT HIM TRYING TO SEE HIS OWN FOREHEAD AND GETTING ALL CROSS-EYED, WHAT A CUTIE
Wwx: i can help!! 
Lwj: *slaps wwx’s hand* Go Away
Wwx: you’re making it worse!!
Lwj: *slaps wwx’s hand away harder* DON’T TOUCH! THE RIBBON IS ONLY FOR FAMILY AND SIGNIFICANT OTHERS
And now we have a way to measure their queer queer love for each other without making the censors mad
How does this show do it?? This is gayer than most of the stuff aired in the US and the US doesn’t even have that kind of censorship laws media producers here are a bunch of COWARDS, disney i’m looking at you
Wwx: lol, significant others, really?
Lwj: what’s so funny
Wwx: nobody’s gonna marry into the lan clan with your thousands of dumb rules and chronic allergy to fun
LOLOLOL BOY HAS NO CLUE. JUST YOU WAIT WWX, YOU’RE GONNA EAT THOSE WORDS
Wwx: nope, you are gonna be Forever Alone
Lwj: …that’s fine
This is actually kind of heartbreaking tbh
He’s so resigned and pretending so hard not to care!!
HE TRULY BELIEVES HE’S NOT LOVABLE *UGLY CRYING*
Idk how the actor did it bc lwj still has a very placid expression on his face but it somehow manages to convey like, a sense of loneliness while still looking adorably drunk?? Idk man, i think black magic might be involved
All this to say POOR BB LAN ZHAN, COME HERE SWEETIE AND LET ME HUG YOU. YOU’RE GONNA BE FINE, I SWEAR.
Wwx is so incredulous at this response. Like he totally believes lwj would be okay staying alone forever but he doesn’t understand it
Bc wwx is a dumb teenage boy who doesn’t yet have the emotional intelligence to see that lwj is just saying that bc he’s scared and hurting
Now we get to see an acute case of Foot-in-Mouth Syndrome like we did back in episode 2!
Wwx: your mother must be so bored here all the time
DAMN IT WWX
WHAT IS IT WITH HIM AND BRINGING UP PEOPLE’S DEAD MOTHERS???
LWJ: i don’t have a mother 
He says flatly HIDING HIS SORROW
*UGLY SOBBING*
HE’S SO SAD AND LONELY GUYS
IT HURTS TO LOOK AT
WWX: you can’t not have a mother! Somebody gave birth to…oh.
There’s a crack vid somewhere on youtube with this scene voiced over “it was at that moment he realized…he Fucked Up”
And it’s true
Dumb boy
Here WWX makes up by sharing his sad orphan story with LWJ. it’s so sweet
THEIR SONG IS PLAYING IN THE BACKGROUND WHILE THIS EXCHANGE HAPPENS
UGH THIS SHOW
LISTEN, ALL THIS HAS HAPPENED ALREADY AND WE’RE BARELY 10 MINUTES INTO THE EPISODE
LIKE, WHAT??
HOW. HOW CAN YOU GIVE ME SO MANY FEELINGS IN TEN MINUTES. THE FIRST TEN MINUTES OF THE EP EVEN.
WWX: my parents died when i was four and I can’t remember their faces–but i do remember getting chased by feral dogs
POOR BB WWX
HE CAN’T EVEN REMEMBER THEIR FACES 
OH, but we do get to see Actual BB!wwx in a brief flashback (within a flashback, remember this summer school business is not present time, how weird is that) and he’s riding a donkey while his mama and papa walk beside him. It’s adorable.
And after all that Emotional Vulnerability, he’s like “i’ll drink to that bro!” and makes a toast
I actually kind of like the toast he makes here with lwj tho
He tells him “may we never forget what is worth remembering or remember what is worth forgetting”
Idk if that’s like, a traditional toast or something he made up on the spot, but i like it
We get a brief moment of plot development here. 
AND OOOOH, THEY’RE ABOUT TO GET IN TROUBLE!!
So some Lan SNITCH barges into the room where lqr and lxc are at and is all “we caught wwx drinking Forbidden Alcohol!” and lxc’s expression is all gently amused
but then Lan Snitch continues “LWJ was with him!!” and lxc’s amused expression quickly morphs into Very Alarmed
(right before that all happened tho we get to see lwj fall out of bed, still passed out drunk and wwx laughs at him. I can’t even hold that against him bc i totally laughed at lwj too)
The camera now shows us some frankly HORRIFYING beating sticks (paddles?? Do they qualify as paddles?? THEY’RE HUGE AND SCARY AND MADE OF NIGHTMARES)
And bc LWJ is too honorable for his own good
Lwj: i am at fault and accept my punishment!
And goes on his knees to willingly get beaten. STOP THAT LWJ
WWX IMMEDIATELY steps in to take the blame, like no, it’s actually my fault bc i forced him to drink when he didn’t want to. LAN ZHAN SHOULDN’T GET PUNISHED!!
LQR: (proving that lans are all Dramatique) ARE YOU TRYING TO RUIN CLOUD RECESSES??
Take a chill pill, old man. A teenager getting drunk is not gonna start the apocalypse (probably)
And here lwj completely ignores wwx’s attempt to absolve him and is all no, I Made a Mistake and Must Get Punished 
Wwx: STOP ASKING FOR PUNISHMENT YOU IDIOT
So the punishment is kind of…harsh, but also lol bc as soon as wwx sees lwj take the beating without flinching or even staggering under the strength of the hits (lwj is truly a stronger man than i; one look at those Nightmare Sticks I would’ve run for the hills), he grits his teeth and forces himself to stay steady
Wwx: *internally but you can totally read it in his face* i’m not gonna let that bastard one-up me!! I have WAY more experience taking punishments. I am the punishment KING.
Okay so that all happens and afterwards WINGMAN LXC STRIKES AGAIN
LXC: wwx, you should definitely visit the family’s private cold spring
LXC: you know, so you can heal faster and not miss class
LXC: not for any other reason
I’D LIKE TO TAKE THIS MOMENT TO THANK GOD AND ALSO JESUS FOR THE UPCOMING SCENE
WE ARE AT THE COLD SPRING
LOOK AT WWX RUNNING TOWARDS LWJ
WET, HALF-NAKED LWJ
Wwx: *leans coquettishly against a tree thing and pouts* why didn’t you tell me about this spring? Friends don’t keep secrets from friends!!
wwx, you’re so clever, how can you be so stupid – boy is flirting at max level and doesn’t even realize it???
Lwj: HOW ARE YOU EVEN HERE *frantically robes up like some virginal maiden which he kinda is*
Wwx: your brother told me!
Lwj: *internally* brother why
And here wwx gets into the cold spring
Wwx: so cold so cold, let me get close to you where it’s warmer~! *dives right into lwj’s personal bubble*
Lwj: *takes a HUGE step back*
Wwx: *pouts* you know i didn’t like you much before but after our Romantic Moonlit Sword Fight and our Sword Fight By the Waterfall, i’ve decided i like you a lot and we should definitely be friends forever
Lwj: *doesn’t even look at wwx* That’s Not Necessary
Wwx: before you reject me, let me show you all the ~benefits~ to being my friend! *starts to strip*
(I’M NOT EVEN KIDDING YOU, HE LITERALLY SAID BENEFITS AND STARTED TO GET NAKED)
LWJ *is Horrified in a Repressed Gay Way* WHAT ARE YOU DOING
WWX: getting naked?? To heal better?? I thought this was obvious???
LWJ: *determinedly walks away*
WWX: wait don’t leave!! I’ll keep my clothes on! Anyway you should definitely visit me in yunmeng and i can pick lotus seeds for you. That’s totally what i meant about benefits.
LWJ: no
WWX: i can also introduce you to all the pretty girls there!
I CRACK UP EVERY TIME AT THIS. WWX, THAT IS A WHOLE GAY BOY YOU’RE TALKING TO, OH MY GOD
Then it turns out the cold spring is actually Haunted Water 2: This Time It’s Personal and tries to drown them
See this is why i don’t trust any bodies of water
They’re all out to get us
AND NOW WE GET TO THE  CAVE OF WONDERS (or cold pond cave, whatev)
Wwx: what is happening
Lwj: *is fascinated by the cave of wonders*
Lwj: *internally* ooooh Magic Guqin!! (BECAUSE HE’S A NERD LOLOL)
Magic Guqin: NOT TODAY SATAN *attacks wwx*
Wwx: WHY IS IT ATTACKING ME, I DIDN’T EVEN DO ANYTHING YET!!
brief pause here to point out that we meet the bunnies now!! Hello bunnies!!! Everyone in the fandom loves you~!!! 💗💗💗
Okay so Magic Guqin continues to attack wwx but wwx is a Clever Boy and figures out that it’s only attacking him because he doesn’t have a sacred lan ribbon
Wwx: lwj, quick, give me your ribbon!
Lwj: *FLIES RIGHT OVER TO WWX and proceeds to bind their wrists together with the SACRED RIBBON ONLY FAMILY ANd S.O.’s CAN TOUCH*
Then the camera zooms in on the metal piece of the ribbon that is now swaying gently between them like, Subtlety? Never heard of her!
Camera: yep, this is totally a straight thing that straight bros do together
So now that they’re bound together for eternity the boys approach the Magic Guqin
Lwj slaps wwx’s hands away from the guqin here – just bc i let you touch the sacred ribbon doesn’t mean you can touch the magic guqin that tried to murder you
BC LWJ IS A MUSIC NERD AND IS TOTALLY GEEKING OUT OVER THE PRECIOUS MUSICAL HEIRLOOM
LWJ proceeds to reverently play the Magic Guqin and we have this moment where he’s like, floating in space surrounded by glowy blue lights??
Idk man, it’s weird but we’ll roll with it
This is the first time we see him communicate with spirits using music, btw. 
Now we meet Lan Yi!! Who is a badass and important for plot reasons but the Valid Reason she’s mentioned here is because SHE OFFICIATES THE WANGXIAN WEDDING (bc we’ve already established that we’re not here for the plot lol)
the boys are tied together with the sacred ribbon and then they bow to a clan elder. How is that not, bare minimum, a handfasting??? 
Okay, technically, lwj bowed to the elder first to show respect while wwx stood there all stunned until lwj reminded him of the Importance of Manners. Then wwx bowed. But I’m pretty sure that still counts.
“You two being here must be destiny!” lan yi says, “i’m gonna do some plot exposition so pay attention.”
Thankfully we are not lwj or wwx so we don’t have to pay attention at all!!
At some point, wwx makes a clever comment and lan yi is all “wwx you’re as smart as i thought!! 
Yes yes i definitely approve of you marrying my great great great grand-son/nephew/whatever the heck he is, idk i’ve been in this cave too long with only bunnies for company" (🎶bunnies are better than people, buns don’t you think that’s true~?🎶 I AM SO SORRY FOR THAT REFERENCE, DISNEY YOU STILL SUCK I JUST HAVE POOR SELF-RESTRAINT)
Okay, she for real complimented wwx’s intelligence (bc I guess everyone’s hot for WWX’s big brain? Idk) but i’m pretty sure she was thinking the rest of that really loudly in her head
Then more plot stuff happens and the episode ends!!!
Beautiful, phenomenal episode. One of the MOST IMPORTANT Wangxian episodes we have!! 100/10 stars, would watch again.
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Pinch Hitter
Written for @codesecretsanta 2020!!
Hey, @nemesisadraste!! It’s me, your secret santa!! I heard you wanted a slice of samodd so I was ofc 100000% down to clown. Hope you enjoy!!!! It’s a little group chat heavy and I apologise, but there’s some actual prose around the halfway point haha
Can also be read here on AO3!: https://archiveofourown.org/works/28323549
ngl I would actually recommend reading it on ao3 because of formatting hahaha but anyway enjoy!!
Pinch Hitter
DIRECT MESSAGE: Odd Della Robbia
(11:43PM) Odd Della Robbia: SAMMMMMM
(11:45PM) Sam Suarez: yyyyea?
(11:45PM) Odd Della Robbia: XANA ATTACK. NUCLEAR SHIT. COVER FOR US PLSSSS SHOULDNT BE TOO LONG 🙀🙀🙀🙀🙀🙀🙀🙀🙀
(11:46PM) Sam Suarez: sure thing sure thing go save the world n shit 👍👍
(11:46PM) Sam Suarez: was only going to stay up late rewatching good omens anyway
(11:47PM) Odd Della Robbia: hero. incredible woman. love of my life
(11:47PM) Odd Della Robbia: and say hi to you know who for meeeee 😻
(11:48PM) Sam Suarez: crowley is a fictional character odd, he cant hear you
(11:48PM) Odd Della Robbia: but he's so sexy and strong 😻😻😻
(11:48PM) Odd Della Robbia: not as sexy and strong as you, ofc ofc
(11:49PM) Sam Suarez: jesus odd go save the world already and leave me alone
(11:49PM) Odd Della Robbia: SO COLDDDD 🙀🙀🙀
(11:49PM) Odd Della Robbia: still love you tho
(11:49PM) Sam Suarez: still love you too ok NOW GO
DIRECT MESSAGE: Jeremie Belpois
(1:24AM) Jeremie Belpois: Samantha?
(1:27AM) Sam Suarez: sup belpois
(1:27AM) Jeremie Belpois: Motion sensor went off. Pretty sure Jim is out and about. Try to buy us some time?
(1:28AM) Sam Suarez: shit alright. i'll see what i can do. b-team already know???
(1:29AM) Jeremie Belpois: They do. The four of you work something out, please? Thanks.
(1:30AM) Sam Suarez: ofc. hey btw hows odd doing??? ok???
(1:30AM) Jeremie Belpois: 80 life points and going strong, Sam.
(1:30AM) Sam Suarez: sweet 👍👍
GROUP CHAT: Lyoko B-Team REPRESENT
(1:31AM) Sam Suarez: what's our plan then home slices!!!!!!! 💪😤
(1:32AM) William Dunbar: Still don't know why I'm considered a b teamer but okay 😒
(1:32AM) Sam Suarez: don’t fucking complain william at least you get to be in the main group chat, 🙄🙄
(1:32AM) Elisabeth “Sissi” Delmas: ^^^^^^
(1:33AM) Laura Gauthier: Try getting added, then removed, and still being on the waitlist to rejoin
(1:33AM) Sam Suarez: ouch lol
(1:33AM) Laura Gauthier: ANYWAY, we need a plan of action. Jim’s doing the rounds. Any thoughts?
(1:33AM) William Dunbar: I’ll go stuff Jeremie’s duvet 🙋♂️ Laura you go to Aelita’s, Sam come up with some sort of distraction 👉
(1:33AM) Sam Suarez: hold on WHY DO I GET STUCK WITH THE HARD JOB?? 😠😠
(1:34AM) William Dunbar: to prove yourself, young one. how else do you plan on getting into the lyoko warriors group chat?? 🤷♂️
(1:34AM) Sam Suarez: SHIT U RIGHT… 👀
(1:34AM) Sam Suarez: its my chance… to shine
(1:34AM) Elisabeth “Sissi” Delmas: Why does everyone forget im fucking here?? Give me something to do????? 🙋😤🤦♀️
(1:35AM) William Dunbar: nobody forgot you sissi, shit 🙄 take odd and ulrichs room, if u think u can wrangle kiwi 🥝
(1:35AM) Sam Suarez: i would like it on the record that i did in fact forget about sissi 🙋🙋
(1:35AM) Elisabeth “Sissi” Delmas: FUCK NO. THAT DOG DOES NOT RESPECT ME 😤😤😤😤😤
(1:35AM) Elisabeth “Sissi” Delmas: Also RUDE..
(1:35AM) Sam Suarez: priorities babe or the fucking world ends. your call tho!!!!!! ✌️🤪
(1:36AM) Elisabeth “Sissi” Delmas: ………………. F I N E 🤦♀️
GROUP CHAT: Lyoko B-Team REPRESENT
(1:59AM) William Dunbar: @Sam Suarez What did you tell Jim?????? He’s 100% doing head counts now you dumb fuck 🤦♂️
(1:59AM) Sam Suarez: don’t take that tone with me dickbar, he’s looking for a sick GIRL. if you stuffed the fucking duvets properly we won’t have a problem, he’ll only be peeking into rooms anyway 😠😠
(2:00AM) Laura Gauthier: And what do you suppose happens when he finds NOBODY and comes to the conclusion that you lied to him? You have to think these things through, Sam, Jeremie’s not planning on doing any return trips if he can help it.
(2:00AM) Sam Suarez: yall are jerks, YOU put me up to the task of cooking up an excuse, don’t complain that it was shit!!!! geez!!!!
(2:00AM) Elisabeth “Sissi” Delmas: God you’re all useless. I can fake-cry, I took a drama workshop over summer. I’ll take the hit but you OWE ME. 😤
(2:01AM) Sam Suarez: there are no favours in this sissi, we took an oath. we are heroes of justice now and you don’t get compensation for saving the world, its superhero 101
(2:01AM) Elisabeth “Sissi” Delmas: Shut up Sam, you’re buying me dinner tomorrow. Take me somewhere nice 💅🙆😘
(2:01AM) Sam Suarez: but i don’t date girls who only save the world to reap the benefits, this simply won’t work out 😔😔
(2:01AM) William Dunbar: Take your flirting to private message, I don't want to be implicated in this sordid affair if Odd finds out
(2:01AM) Sam Suarez: ahahahahahahaahahahaha we got a funny man over here
(2:02AM) William Dunbar: Lololol
(2:02AM) Laura Gauthier: SHUT UP ALL OF YOU.
(2:02AM) Laura Gauthier: I can hear Jim coming, play it cool
(2:02AM) William Dunbar: Hahahaaha good luck 😂😂
(2:07AM) William Dunbar: You all alive……………..? 👀
(2:07AM) Sam Suarez: we sure are, listen to this
(2:07AM) Sam Suarez: sissi fake cried, told Jim she was having the worst cramps of her life and started listing off the side effects of the birth control she’s on. It was the greatest thing ive ever heard and im absolutely buying her dinner tomorrow, and yes it will be candle-lit 🍽️🍷💍
(2:07AM) William Dunbar: Holy shit. 👀 My deepest respect. 🙏 I will put in a good word with Master Belpois Himself, she deserves a seat at the grown ups table for this 🤷♂️
(2:07AM) Sam Suarez: no doubt no doubt
(2:08AM) Laura Gauthier: That was a close one. Sissi’s methods are unorthodox but hey, it worked. Next time find an excuse that doesn’t create more work for us, all right, Sam?
(2:08AM) Sam Suarez: shit you’re ungrateful as fuck. Damn . 🙄🙄
(2:08AM) Laura Gauthier: I’M JUST SAYING
(2:08AM) William Dunbar: Come on, lets not fight, I’m too tired for this shit 😴
(2:09AM) Sam Suarez: so go to bed, dumbass
DIRECT MESSAGE: Odd Della Robbia
(2:59AM) Odd Della Robbia: guess who just got DEVIRTUALISED!!!! 😹😹🔫🔫
(3:02AM) Sam Suarez: oh no, poor baby, you were doing so well
(3:03AM) Odd Della Robbia: right????? fucking megatanks, im telling you, they suck so much 😿
(3:03AM) Sam Suarez: well, if you’re out of points now, come by my room and we can play animal crossing together
(3:04AM) Odd Della Robbia: would that i could, sam, would that i could
(3:04AM) Odd Della Robbia: but theres a fucking building contractor lurking somewhere in the factory, xana-possessed, trying to take me the fuck OUT 🙀🙀🙀
(3:04AM) Sam Suarez: just tell him you’re not interested????? Its what i told sissi earlier
(3:05AM) Odd Della Robbia: ahahahahahahahaha
(3:05AM) Odd Della Robbia: first of all, WOW WE GOT A FUNNYMAN OVER HERE
(3:05AM) Sam Suarez: lololol
(3:05AM) Odd Della Robbia: second of all, i demand to hear that story as soon as i get back. Nobody turns sissi down and gets away with it 👀
(3:06AM) Sam Suarez: well, i cant help it
(3:06AM) Sam Suarez: my heart… belongs to another… a mr odd della robbia… im in the throes… of love… 💓💓
(3:06AM) Odd Della Robbia: OH!!! SAM!!!!!!! 😻😻😻💓💓💓
(3:06AM) Odd Della Robbia: luv u. So much
(3:06AM) Sam Suarez: same same lololol
(3:07AM) Odd Della Robbia: when i get back we ca
(3:07AM) Sam Suarez: ????
(3:07AM) Sam Suarez: odd????
(3:07AM) Sam Suarez: come in, funny man????
message failed
(3:08AM) Sam Suarez: odd if you die i will be so mad
message failed
DIRECT MESSAGE: Ulrich Stern
(3:10AM) Ulrich Stern: Hey Sam, it’s Ulrich
(3:10AM) Ulrich Stern: Einstein has another favour to ask
(3:11AM) Sam Suarez: first of all you dont have to tell me its you, the app TELLS me whos messaging me, this isnt a text
(3:11AM) Sam Suarez: second, tell me my boyfriend isn’t getting fucking murdered by a building contractor 😠😠
(3:11AM) Ulrich Stern: Huh???
(3:11AM) Ulrich Stern: Oh yeah. He’s holding his own but there’s not much time. You need to go keep watch outside Jeremie’s door while Laura transfers some files. If we get busted and she can’t complete the file transfer… well. The world does actually depend on it, so. Yeah
(3:11AM) Sam Suarez: isnt william the better option anyway?? Isnt he only like 3 doors down from you 🙄
(3:12AM) Ulrich Stern: He’s not answering. Probably asleep already, he’s a dumbass. Please, you’re our only option, Sissi isn’t answering either
(3:12AM) Sam Suarez: oh theres a GREAT story behind that but i’ll let her tell it tomorrow
(3:13AM) Sam Suarez: and fine, but seriously is odd okay?? If this dude is more than 5’5 he’ll have a problem taking him down, you know how scrawny he is
(3:13AM) Ulrich Stern: He’s tougher than you think, Sam. Trust me on that one.
(3:14AM) Ulrich Stern: (Also I am about to go save him from getting his ass beat)
(3:14AM) Sam Suarez: all right all right
(3:15AM) Sam Suarez: but hey stern, when this has all blown over, we’re having a serious talk about promoting me to the big leagues
(3:16AM) Ulrich Stern: ...Big leagues?
(3:16AM) Sam Suarez: im talking main group chat, my guy. MAIN. GROUP CHAT. 👏👏
DIRECT MESSAGE: Odd Della Robbia
(3:30AM) Odd Della Robbia: im coming mi amore… i beat up a fully grown man with my bare fists… pushed him down some stairs… it was amazing 😼💯
(3:31AM) Sam Suarez: please say you didnt break any bones, belpois isnt planning on reversing time right???
(3:31AM) Sam Suarez: like even if was going to kill u he was only possessed by xana
(3:32AM) Odd Della Robbia: heh i broke nothing!! Im a hero of justice after all 💪😼
(3:32AM) Odd Della Robbia: ulrich may have given him some bruises tho 😹
(3:32AM) Sam Suarez: ehh i’ll take that over this guy waking up with fucked up limbs and shit
(3:32AM) Odd Della Robbia: no doubt no doubt
(3:33AM) Odd Della Robbia: …
(3:33AM) Odd Della Robbia: anyway, night sam 💞
(3:33AM) Sam Suarez: oh, ok 🙄
(3:33AM) Sam Suarez: night, stupid. love you ❤️
Despite his parting message, Odd shows up anyway.
He slinks into her dorm room as it draws to 4:00AM, half-heartedly kicking off his shoes at the door and closing it with a softness that’s surprising given how exhausted he looks; almost as though it is second nature at this point to keep quiet, avoid drawing more attention. Her boyfriend is a professional, after all, when it comes to saving the world on the down-low.
Samantha watches Odd from her desk, where she is sat up browsing Twitter and waiting for the inevitable ‘we need you to do something else before the night is through’ messages from Jeremie. She’s been listening to the same Jay Som song on loop for over an hour now, and it leaks quietly from her laptop speakers, a strange extra layer of ambiance to the puzzle that is the hour before birdsong begins. A Baymax-patterned blanket is thrown around her shoulders for warmth, and there’s an empty can of energy drink within arms reach.
“Wrong room,” she says in a low voice, expecting him to jump anyway; he doesn’t. Instead he squints at her in the dim light, leaning back against the door with a weary sigh. “Didn’t think you were coming.”
“Wasn’t, but… here I am.”
He doesn’t really elaborate further than that.
“Ulrich know you came this way?”
“He stayed behind to talk things over with Jeremie. The overbike got fucked up in Lyoko and they’re gonna upgrade it or something. Jer-bear needed to know the specifics about his experience driving it so they can do some fine-tuning, I think. Y’know, so he doesn’t drift too far and plunge into the digital sea. Shit can get real bad, real fast.”
“I’ll bet. So, you triumphed over evil tonight?” she guesses, shutting her laptop lid and rising to her feet. Her blanket trails behind her as she does. “XANA can’t attempt to destroy the world for another 24 hours?”
“You know it,” he says, yawning. “And now, it’s bedtime.”
Thank fuck they don’t have classes tomorrow. She’ll happily lie in til noon with Odd, catching up on these lost hours.
Sam steps over her skateboard and some laundry she kicked aside earlier, a little embarrassed that her floor is so messy, but she knows Odd is too tired to even comprehend the state of her room right now. As it is, he’s swaying a little while standing, stifling a yawn against his hand - it’s only a matter of time til he crashes.
“All right, guess you’re here to stay. Hop in.”
“Did you know? You’re a goddess. An angel. A truly spectacular woman among women,” he mumbles.
“Flattery won’t give me back the hours of sleep I lost sending Jim on that wild goose chase earlier,” Sam muses, wiggling under her covers, still bundled up in the blanket like a crepe. She doesn’t know the full story, nor does she imagine she’ll get it until tomorrow when the group meet up for lunch - something about XANA threatening to blow up a reactor on some nearby building site, creating some devastating damage to the local area - but at this point she’s too tired to listen and Odd is too tired to explain.
Odd flops down on the bed beside her.
“Thank you for helping us out,” he sighs, too tired to even look at her. His limbs are all floppy. If she nudged him off the edge of the bed now, he’d probably just fold up like a pair of pants and stay there til morning. “What did you do, exactly?”
“Told him I heard someone crying in the bathroom and thought maybe someone was unwell,” she says with a shrug. “Jim checked the girls bathroom and did room checks, which gave me, William and Laura some time to sneak into your respective rooms and act as extra head counts. Just being under the covers was enough, I don’t think he was doing anything more than cursory peeking into rooms with a tiny flashlight. Wasn’t the most innovative red herring to give him, but it did the trick.”
“If it keeps them off our backs, the creativity isn’t worth factoring in,” Odd murmurs, tugging off his jeans and chucking them at the wall opposite. The impact scuffs the wall slightly, but Sam doesn’t care. Delmas doesn’t give them shit about damages to the room unless it makes the room completely uninhabitable anyway, which is why there’s a literal hole in her wall through to the room next door that she’s had to artfully cover with a Front Bottoms poster.
“Anyway, Sissi distracted him. I’ll let her tell the story herself, it was fucking hilarious. Then Ulrich messaged to say he needed me to keep watch while Laura sent over some files from the computer in Jeremie’s room to the supercomputer, which - I mean, in this day and age, why the fuck doesn’t he keep everything on the cloud anyway? So I was stuck doing that, because apparently, William had already fallen asleep again, the fucking lug. Can you believe that? You’d think, being your Lyoko pinch hitter and all, he’d be better at staying awake.”
“Oh, I can believe it,” Odd drawls, tugging off his shirt and balling it up, sending it to land atop his crumpled jeans with a flourish. He rubs his eyes and peers around. “Got that old shirt for me to sleep in?”
Rolling her eyes fondly, Sam reluctantly peels back the bedsheets once more and pads over to her wardrobe, pulling it open and sifting through until she finds what she’s looking for; an old Hootie & The Blowfish T-shirt, handed down to her by one of her older brothers. It always hangs right off of her, so on Odd’s scrawny frame, it’s basically an Ebenezer Scrooge nightgown.
“Here.” She tosses it over to him and he wriggles into it happily. “You might as well keep it, these days you wear it more than me.”
“If I walked around in a band shirt that hangs off me like a smock I’d never hear the end of it from Ulrich,” he says with a laugh, flopping back against the covers and sighing deeply. “He makes fun of my little chicken legs enough as it is.”
“Well, I love your little chicken legs, so he can keep his opinions to himself.”
She slides into bed beside him and he’s cold to touch; the freezing factory, coupled with walking back in the chilly night air, must have really done a number on him. He snuggles against her happily, mumbling, “Can I warm my feet on you?”
“Will you respect my wishes if I say no?” she retorts. He grins as she sends him a knowing look, before placing his feet, two tiny, stinky blocks of ice, against her shins. They both pull the covers up over their noses, staring at the ceiling in dazed silence for a few moments, before she adds, “He won’t miss you when you get back?”
“Not likely, I don’t fucking spoon him to sleep, Sam,” he snorts. “He’ll be too tired to care where the fuck I’ve snuck off to, and he can handle anything Kiwi throws his way, so it’s fine. I’m sure he’s capable of connecting the dots.”
“Fine, shithead, I’ll drop it.”
She continues to stare up at the ceiling, but she can feel his keen gaze on her, and rolls over to face him. He watches her carefully.
“Are you mad at me?”
“What? No.”
“Even though it’s nearly four in the morning and you spent the whole night covering for us?”
“It’s what happens when you agree to saving the world, isn’t it?” she points out. Sam’s eyes adjust to the darkness, and she notices for the first time that there’s the beginnings of bruises around his neck. She reaches up to trace them with her fingers, and he instinctively wriggles away. Her breath catches in her throat. “…XANA did this to you?”
“Actually, it was a building contractor,” he corrects. “He started to choke me, but then Ulrich got him in a headlock and next thing you know… we pushed him down some stairs.”
“It must have been scary,” she mutters. At that, his face melts into a smile, and he prods at her face.
“You’re so serious! Sam, trust me, this happens all the time. I’m indestructible, so it’s fine.”
“How else am I supposed to react, huh? My boyfriend comes home with strangulation marks on his neck and you want me to be all cavalier about it…”
“Because I’m used to it.” Odd pauses. “Well, not strangulation in particular, but getting hurt on the job is kinda everyday stuff.”
Sam scowls. “You're not supposed to pretend like this is normal, Odd.”
“What, you want me to cry and be vulnerable on you?”
“No.”
“You do.”
“Okay, fine, I do! What about it?!” She fixes him with a stern look. “You have to be careful! What’s the point in me staying awake and making distractions and shit if you’re just going to fucking die at the end of it, huh?”
“I’m not going to die.” He cups her face in his hands and fixes her with his own stern look. “Look. I know you haven’t been doing this long, but this happens, okay? Not always, but it does. I mean, you remember the kind of fights you used to pick with me when I would come over with these bruises without telling you why.”
She thinks back to the months leading up to him finally telling her the truth. How scared and hurt she felt, seeing him with these cuts and scrapes, bruises, occasionally even a sprain. She’d gone through all the possibilities in her head - bullying, hate crimes, mugging even. Still, he refused to budge, until one day he just… stopped pretending it was all some big coincidence.
“It was scarier not knowing,” she decides. “At least this way I know what you’re up against, but… I don’t know.”
He leans forward and kisses her on the nose. “I promise you I’m fine. But look, part of being a Lyoko pinch hitter is knowing things get hairy sometimes. I’m gonna get hurt from time to time but if I don’t, the whole world explodes. Or, okay, maybe not literally , most of the time, but I’m like, a drop in the bucket.”
“Well, you’re a drop in the bucket who matters to me,” she reinforces. Staring into his eyes, she can feel her body relax slightly. “Look, I’ll drop it. I’m just glad you’re okay.”
“Good. Now, can we please sleep? I am so tired, I’m starting to forget who I am. You’re about to encounter Grinch Odd, and he’s no fun whatsoever.”
“Oh, is he the one who said my face looked like a beet that one time?” she wonders, raising her eyebrows at him. He groans and pushes her away, covering his face with his hands.
“How many times do I have to tell you XANA fucked with my speech?” he grumbles. “Completely scrambled my words. I was going for beautiful.”
“Sure, sure. When in doubt, blame it on XANA?”
“I mean it! I would never call you a beet! A potato, maybe…”
She shoves him and he both winces and laughs. “Oof, that guy did a number on me.”
“Yeah, well, I’ll beat him up for you then.”
“You’re going to beat up XANA?”
“Sure, how hard could it be? I’ll just like, reach into the supercomputer with my full fist-”
They both burst out laughing and fall back against the pillows.
Once it trickles out, she blinks sleepily at the ceiling.
“I never really thought about how long you guys have been going without us, though.”
Odd quirks an eyebrow. “What do you mean?”
“Us. The B-Team, the Pinch Hitters. The Lyoko Warriors’ freaking PR Team! Without someone pulling the strings you must have run into all sorts of trouble, right?”
“Oh, yeah,” Odd laughs. “We used to have the authorities trying to invade the factory. Almost got expelled by Delmas. I almost got sent to a psych ward before, that was fun.”
“Jesus, Odd. Why did it take you so long to introduce other people to the fray?”
He shrugs. “No clue, really. One day we just kinda realised… sometimes it’s better to have people around. No man is an island. That can apply to groups too, I guess.”
“And why would you trust me?” Sam presses on, arms folded over her chest. “Sure, I’m your girlfriend, but I’ve hurt you before. I mean really fucked you over. That whole thing with William…”
“You had no way of knowing,” he says firmly. “It was stupid and immature, sure, but how could you have known?”
She shrugs. “I’ve just been thinking about it, I guess.”
They both lapse into silence, but beneath the covers, Odd reaches for her hand.
“I trust you because I trust you,” he says eventually. “And because if we need some big Lyoko Warriors PR Team, I’d want you at the helm. Who else is going to keep William from swaggering off the side of the planet? He can be kinda self-absorbed.”
“Sissi,” Sam deadpans.
“And who else is going to keep Sissi from turning every XANA distraction into a fucking performative art piece?”
“...Okay, fair.”
“By the way, you still taking her out to dinner tomorrow?”
“Apparently. You should tag along as my date.”
He laughs. “No way, I’m no third wheel.”
Sam leans forward and kisses him gently, before muttering, “By the way, I told Ulrich to get me in the main group chat. Think he’ll do it?”
“Absolutely not,” Odd says cheerfully, kissing her back. “But nice try. Here’s to next time.”
GROUP CHAT: Into The Lyokoverse
(9:48AM) Jeremie Belpois added Sam Suarez to Into The Lyokoverse.
(9:48AM) Jeremie Belpois: @Everyone Look who decided to show up!
(9:52AM) Yumi Ishiyama: Oh Hi Sam
(9:59AM) Aelita Schaeffer: hey, look who made it to the big leagues!!
(10:10AM) Odd Della Robbia: SAMMMMMMMMM !!!!!!!!!!
(10:12AM) Sam Suarez: !!!!!!!!
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pluckyredhead · 4 years
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Director's commentary on It wouldn't be make believe? 🥺 Thanks I love your writing
Aw, thank you! This is a long fic so I’m gonna skim it and bullet some thoughts, let’s see:
Mxyzpills - I’m still so pleased with myself about this one. At the risk of over-explaining the joke, the “ninety-day high” is a reference to how when Superman banishes Mxyzptlk back to his dimension, he can’t return for ninety days. It’s also an insanely long time to be high for, why would anyone take this drug.
“He wasn’t naive—they could simply be sneaking upstairs to paw at each other.“ - I find Damian’s voice fairly easy to write in but this is a good example of where I struggled to find a balance between his very formal, disdainful word choices and not making him sound like a computer. I tried “fornicate” and “have intercourse” (lol) before I landed on “paw at each other,” which leans more on the “Damian is contemptuous of other people’s desires” side of things (as opposed to “Damian has never met another human but has read about them in books”).
The little knit cap on the TP in the frat bathroom makes me laugh so hard. Yes, I know I wrote it. If I can’t laugh at my own jokes, who will?
One of my guiding principles when writing Damian is that he’s really, really smart, but the problem is that he knows it, which means that he assumes that any idea he has is by default going to be intelligent. This allows him to do really stupid things like go undercover at a university attended by his best friend, who has super hearing and X-ray vision, and assume said friend won’t notice he’s there. Bless his heart.
“Please. I would never wear a shirt with this low of a thread count by choice.” - lololol
WAYNE GRAYSON god I’m a riot
I really wanted to convey a sense that Jon is very big and smells very good and has no sense of personal boundaries whatsoever, at least with Damian. Damian uses his body very well as a weapon but is otherwise completely disconnected from it, and Jon’s presence is a very physical one, and Damian has no idea what to do with that.
Love writing me some jealous Damian, especially because neither of them realize that’s what’s happening here. He only wants Jon to be friends with him! For reasons!!!
For some reason, Jon laughed at that. - It was important to me that Jon not come across as stupid in this. He’s puppyish and sweet, but he’s extremely bright and significantly more emotionally intelligent than Damian.
I think the fic is as long as it needs to be but I kind of wish I’d expanded on the idea that Jon is friends with everyone on campus and at least half of them have crushes on him.
Lian absolutely sent Jon the picture of him and Damian on the beach because she knew Jon had a crush on Damian. They’ve definitely talked about it.
“If I were your classmate, I’d be more curious about your apparently immortal dog.” - KRYPTO WILL NEVER DIE!!!
Damian’s insistence on paying for everything is basically a gesture of ownership, or chivalry if you want to be nice about it. He doesn’t even realize he’s doing it.
Jon being secretly in love with Damian from practically the start of their friendship is firm head canon for me, I believe in it with all of my being.
“Jon probably shouldn’t find Damian more endearing the ruder he got, but, well, here he was.“ - Jon is wildly entertained by Damian being an asshole, which is lucky for him because that particular behavioral tic isn’t going anywhere. Another thing I really wanted to make clear was that Jon sees Damian for exactly who he is - prickly and cranky and arrogant and stubborn - and loves him for all of it.
“I assume you’ve been texting each other positive affirmations when I’m not looking.” - I want to be part of the Kent family group text! So many heart emojis, so many photos of outer space.
“The Big Apricot” - is 100% a canon nickname for Metropolis and it makes me so happy.
Jon’s eyes are canonically blue but fuck that, I gave him Lois’s violet eyes because a) she deserves to have some of her genes replicated too and b) the more of a beautiful anime prince I can make Jon, the better.
Damian trying not to look at Jon because he is TOO SEXY is everything to me, I am so delighted by my own story.
Also firm head canon to me: Jon’s hair only ever falls into two categories, somewhat messy and very messy.
Damian removed his arm from Jon’s trim waist, feeling suddenly uncomfortable. - I didn’t do a lot with it here but part of why Damian is so deeply repressed about his feelings for Jon is because of the age difference - he feels guilty being attracted to Jon, even though the difference between 19 and 22 is much less significant than, say, 12 and 15. I think Damian already has a lot of shame and guilt hardwired into him re: bodily pleasures - thanks, both of his parents! - and Jon’s age just makes it worse.
The scene where Damian wakes up from a nightmare and almost stabs a practically naked Jon was one of the reasons I wrote the fic. 😈 One of Damian’s greatest fears is hurting his loved ones and he really can’t do that to Jon, at least not by accident. Also Jon is not the slightest bit afraid of him.
Relatedly, Damian has never been safe or secure a day in his life, but Jon represents absolute safety. Damian is 100% not ready to process his feelings about that or even admit that he might like to be able to let his guard down for a little while.
Aw yeah, that good good part of the fake dating where they’re both uncomfortable because they want it to be real dating and are picking up on the other’s discomfort and totally misreading it. Love that shit.
Damian: “If I have to kiss Jon again to save our lives, I will do it. I will fall on that sword. It’s a sacrifice, but one I’m willing to make.” ok bro
"Frat Chat” lololol
JON’S PARENTS ARE BOTH INVESTIGATIVE JOURNALISTS, DAMIAN, HE CAN TELL WHEN YOU’RE LYING
Is this how parademons work? Who knows? Who cares? My apologies to Jack Kirby, if they are necessary.
As you will know if you’ve read...anything I’ve ever written, “character’s loved one is hurt so they go fucking feral” is MY FAVORITE THING, which is why there’s a twofer here. And Damian goes feral so well.
Also my favorite thing: the sweet one asking the feral one to spare the bad guy’s life. Ahhhh this fic is so self-indulgent and I’m not even sorry.
I wanted both Jon and Damian to be right about Chazz - he was involved, but not willingly. Their partnership works not because Damian is The Smart One or Jon is The Good One, but because they balance each other out - trust and cynicism, evidence and faith.
Damian totally kissed Jon better. ;)
Damian: “Oh, I’m in love with you? Wait, I need to analyze every thought and feeling I’ve ever had in light of this new information, give me a minute.”
And Jon teases him about it because teasing Damian is his absolute favorite thing to do. <333
IN CONCLUSION, THESE BABIES ARE IN LOVE AND I’M SO HAPPY ABOUT IT.
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danni-dollarsign · 3 years
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I know this is a #humblebrag but sometimes when I'm feeling funky I read through TDW just so I can have something familiar to focus on while still being more or less constructive, and also bc I’ve totally forgotten a lot of the narration jokes thrown about in especially the first/early second acts
like the avatar line in ch. 17 - like, goddammit me, why can’t u be this funny and witty in-person???
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mysplaced-pen · 6 years
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Sometimes Tea, Sometimes Coffee
Hi I hope you like this because I haven’t written for a really long time and ~creative blocks~ are g r e a t to have
Also I’m writing on my phone so forgive the shitty formatting lmfao
‘Hm.’ Jaehee thought absentmindedly. ‘I wonder if it’s possible for the human species to fall into extinction.’
Maybe if every human was as cognitively impaired (read: stupid) as this guy, it’d be possible.
Her eyes did not leave the man at the counter, who was fiddling with the spoons and – did that idiot just accidentally tear open another satchet of sugar?
Jaehee remained hidden behind the staff door, pinching the bridge of her nose in tired exasperation. “Jesus Christ,” she muttered, voice not too loud. “He didn’t die for our sins like this.”
Her coffee eyes widened, seeing Ams talking animatedly with the man in question. ‘No,’ she wanted to call out. ‘It’s not worth it, Ams.’
Jaehee shut her eyes tightly, trying to breathe patience into her body but breathing put irritance. Whatever. Whatever! She’d deal with that dumbass. But not now. Professionalism, professionalism…
Screw professionalism, she was the damn owner.
She took elegant strides, yet her shoulders were tensed. She remembered this, a familliar spite stoking her embers. She let it inject the very way her arms swayed, the controlled musculature of her facial movements, her steady breath, the deadly bitter smile that now graced her appearance.
Working under Jumin had it’s benefits. She learned patience, got intimate with it, and weaponized it occasionally.
And that’s why she stood in front of the counter, sweeping Ams behind her and asked, “May I take your order?”
The man smiled, and Jaehee was thankful she wore glasses. By the way he beamed, he was either very very excited to meet her, or he wanted to rival the sun.
“Jaehee! You’re here!”
Unfortunately, it was the former.
An arched brow. “You didn’t expect me to be present at my own shop?” She inspected the nametag buttoned above his breastpocket, which he also tucked in a polka-dotted tie sloppily. “Maybe that was expected for you, since it’s working hours and you’re not badgering your boss instead of me.”
He had the gall to be embarrassed. “I-it’s break time!” Then he lowered his eyes to the counter, unwilling to meet her offended, flat stare. “So I was hoping that we could grab lunch together? Isn’t it boring here—”
“No.”
“But it would still be a breath of fresh air—”
“Given how much you talk out of turn, I would be inhaling more carbon dioxide than anything.”
“Maybe we could grab coffee sometimes—”
“Where do you think we are?”
“Oh. Uhm. Is that a yes?”
“It’s a no.”
His shoulders sagged and he whined like a child. “Why not?”
“The same reason why I wonder you’re not giving up yet.”
“Oh!” He beamed once again. “Because I like you!”
“Because it’s a waste of time.” Hers, more appropriately.
“Come ooon!” His eyes flitted to the left, then right as if whispering something scandalous. “It’s not like you’re dating someone, right?”
Before she could respond, Ams interjected. “Excuse you,” her eyes narrowed, hostile. “Jaehee is a talented businesswoman who is caring, empathetic and she could have whoever guy – or girl – she likes. If she doesn’t like you, then that means it’s proof that you’re not valid enou—”
A cough sounded from behind the – now utterly rekt – man, and there was red hair and a familliar silver-white that peeked behind the man. “Can we have our order taken, please?” Saeyoung plastered his usual shit-eating grin, and Zen glared at the man who was stalling the line, malice imbued into his eyes.
:-:–:—:–:-:
707: Lmao what the diddly darn just happened today
Jaehee Kang: sigh
Jaehee Kang: I don’t know;; the usual persistent customer I guess.
Jumin Han: The “customer is always right” kind of person?
Zen: Wow that’s annoying
Ams: Nooooope
Ams: He’s been trying to get with Jaehee since last week
Jumin Han: He didn’t make an appointment?
707: it’s a coffee shop juju
707: you walk in
707: use pieces of paper that is actually worthless but are given value by the intersubjective entity called the government and purchase certain extracts from the earth that you grind to produce an adrenaline-inducing beverage that will eventually get you into a coma
707: and walk back out
Ams: what the fuck
Jaehee Kang: Saeyoung;;; I’m worried about you;;
707: you are? aaawww (u/w\u)
Ams: He’s trying to woo her Your Majesty Jumin Han
Jumin Han: Ah I see, thank you for explaining so politely
Ams: Saeyoung’s lack of mental stability aside, why is money worthless?
Jumin Han: I would also like to know.
Zen: Like you’d understand after having millions of it. Both of you two have dollar bills shoved too far up your asses and you end up vomiting shit
Jumin Han: On the contrary
Jumin Han: Even after vomiting shit as you say
Jumin Han: Everything that comes out of my mouth still is worth more than shit
Jumin Han: >:3c
707: gEt ReKt bOi
Jaehee Kang: Shut up Saeyoung
Jaehee Kang: You’re vomiting shit too.
707: Yes ma'am.
Ams: ….anyways
Ams: He’s a really persistent guy
Ams: He comes in every day without failure
Ams: (if you don’t take into account the fact that his “courtship period” is already a failure)
Zen: lmaoooo
Ams: And he tries to persuade jaejae to get lunch with her or something
Zen: I can’t say that’s too unreasonable
Zen: Because Jaehee is a beauty after all ^^
Jaehee Kang: Thank tpu
Jaehee Kang: Thank ypu
Jaehee Kang: Thank you
Ams: sigh
Ams: if only Jaehee had Yoosung’s face
707: don’t corrupt my mental image of my bro pls
Zen: -_-
Zen: yeah that’d be easier
Zen: Yoosung’s baby face would lessen the competition
Ams: Zen;;; //////
Jaehee Kang: ?
Zen: lololol sorry
Ams: OH DID YOU KNOW WHAT HE DARED TO SAY
Ams: He said something like “oh youre not dating anyone anyways” like hoW DARE HE
Ams: JAEHEE IS A GODDESS AND I WILL SCREAM IT OUT FROM THE TALLEST BUILDINGS
Jaehee Kang: ///// Ams;;;;;
707: gasp
707: bLaSpHeMy
Jumin Han: Saeyoung, stop talking like that
Zen: lololol
Jaehee Kang: I have to admit, I was offended as well.
Jaehee Kang: There was one instance where I wanted to show him a degree of humilliation worse than human beings
Jaehee Kang: But I resisted ^^
707: lolol why not get even? Be petty as much as you’d like
Jaehee Kang: Hmm….
Jaehee Kang: I’d like to.
Ams: I’m on board with this plan
Ams: What do you have in mind?
Zen: As a guy, I’d bet a really embarassing mistake would make him stop or give up at least
707: I can pretend to be Mary Vanderwood and be your girlfriend, jaejae~
Jaehee Kang: No thank you.
Jaehee Kang: But that does give me an idea.
Jaehee Kang: Ams
Ams: ?
Jaehee Kang: From tomorrow onwards, would you mind pretending to be my fake girlfriend?
Ams: w h a t
Jumin Han: Does everyone type like that nowadays? I’ll have to look that up.
Ams: of course I don’t!!!
Zen: of course she wouldn’t
Zen: ;)
Ams: ZEN;;;;
Ams: I’d like to help you in getting rid of a pest as well, for the cafe too ^^
707: she means getting rid of a rival
Jaehee Kang: ?
Ams: ignore him
Ams: We’ll start tomorrow, you don’t need to give me a story or anything, I’ll make it up on the spot ^^
Jaehee Kang: Okay ^^
Jumin Han: You seem very enthusiastic about this.
Jaehee Kang: Well she’s my best friend
Zen: Turned pseudo-girlfriend
Jaehee Kang: Yeah that as well
Jaehee Kang: Her kindness isn’t something that surprises me, yet I find myself awestruck everytime ^^
Ams: nrjdmrekdde
Jaehee Kang: ? Are you alright?
Ams: yeah im dandy
Ams: ihavetosleepnowgoodnight
—Ams has left the chatroom—
Jaehee Kang: Well that’s my cue as well
Jaehee Kang: Goodnight everyone ^^
—Jaehee Kang has left the chatroom—
Jaehee slept soundly that night.
:-:–:—:–:-:
The dense man’s eyes bugged out. “You-you’re lesbian?”
“I’d prefer to swing any other way than yours, so yes. I’ll leave it at that.” Jaehee’s voice was mint, her words succint and well-phrased, her giddiness only showing in the drumming of her fingers against the marble counter.
The man looked dejected, then he shook his head, as if rejecting what he was told. “I thought you were straight?”
“If that’s where your thought process led you to, I doubt it barely existed in the first place. ”
The man looked like he wanted to cry, and for good reason. Jaehee had kind of, not-so-subtly unleashed weeks up pent-up stress in the art form of trash-talking, which she’d mastered throughout her career as Jumin Han’s underling. She’d learn from the best of the best.
“Now if you’d excuse me, I’d like to return to work–” her words were cut off when she felt a steel grip on her wrist that made her wince. “You-you’re just confused! You don’t know what you’re doing!” He stumbled over his own words, bricks that would crash down on him soon.
“Oh, I know what she’s doing. Me, to be specific.” At the snide voice, Jaehee’s eyes turned to it, hope ghosting up her skin.
Ams’ eyes glared daggers at the hand gripping Jaehee’s, as if the very sight was offensive to her eyes. Walking over she unpried his hand, that remained paralysed, like a thief caught in the act.
Ams fingers skirted over Jaehee’s wrist, thankful that his hand left no visible marks. Then she turned to the man, voice blank and careful, but never impolite.
“ ‘Don’t know what she’s doing’? This woman has stood on her own feet ever since she had to. She didn’t waste her time on chasing away pipe-dreams, but chose to realize them on her own efforts.”
There was a flutter in her chest, unidentified but not unwelcome. The beating of her heart followed an odd rhythm, and it danced to a different tune she had never heard of before.
“She’s independent, wonderful, intelligent, caring, loving, and probably every other adjective synonymous to her being an angel. She’s thoughtful, so her every word can be measured up against you, and you’ll find yourself regretting even speaking. If you still insist on your ignorance, I’ll pardon us on her behalf.”
Not once did her voice lilted into smugness, only frustration. Ams slipped her hand into Jaehee’s, and left the man bewildered, eyes of other patrons boring into him.
:-:–:—:–:-:
“You had the chance to spew out every insult imaginable. Why didn’t you?”
Ams looked contemplative, fingers tapping a staccato. “I didn’t want to disappoint you.”
Jaehee raised a puzzled brow. “Why would I be disappointed?”
Ams only smiled meekly, then stood up to go out to the counter, probably making drinks. Coffee eyes drooped, enjoying the calm clatter of spoons and glasses.
After a few minutes, she returned, two glasses of – what didn’t smell like coffee – drinks in her hands, and she set both glasses on a small foldable table they’d use for snacks.
Ams sipped the brew tentatively, then spoke: “I felt like…I’d have to cross a line I didn’t want to if I did what I really wanted to do at that moment.”
Jaehee tilted her head. “What do you mean?”
“If I said everything I wanted to say, I wouldn’t have done it to protect your name. I’d have done it because I wanted to.” Ams let her glass clink against the table, and then folded her hands into herself, reserved.
“There was no reason for me to act the way I wanted to act, even if it was reasonable. You out of all people should know that, shouldn’t you?”
Jaehee blinked. That’s right. She had every right to scream, to cry, to blame others. But…she didn’t do any of that. Instead, she soldiered on forward, mouth shut without saying anything. How many unshed tears, she wondered, that would take her to this moment in time?
The tears that fell soon after passed her realisation, had Ams not pressed tissues to her cheeks, standing up and hugging her from the back. “It’s okay,” her voice was small, but she could feel the vibrations on her back, like guitar strings being strummed. Her ears were filled with static-like silence. “You can be selfish this time.”
Jaehee’s hands twirled along the rim of her glass, the unknown but familliar smell hitting her senses. “Ah,” Ams suddenly said, eyes twinkling. “It’s tea. I thought the brief change would be refreshing for once. What do you think?”
Hesitantly, she lifted the glass of tea to her mouth, and her lips curled in surprised delight.
Her eyes shut, and there was another unidentified emotion, accompanied by a breeze of bliss.
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Jaehee Kang: Zen
Zen: ?
Jaehee Kang: This is a sudden question, but have you ever considered that acting wasn’t your passion?
Zen: Hmm…
Zen: Yeah. To be honest, I really wanted to chase my childhood dreams before doing the acting full-time, you know?
Zen: Like…being a food artist! Or an adventurer! Or a scientist!
Jaehee Kang: Oh
Jaehee Kang: Have you ever thought that you’d find something better than acting?
Jaehee Kang: For example
Jaehee Kang: I love coffee, but recently I’ve grown to like tea more
Zen: Isn’t that fine? You won’t know something is better if you haven’t tried ^^
Jaehee Kang: But what if it’s worse?
Zen: I think the idea of being happy with something is to delight yourself in it when you can and be complain when you have to
Zen: If you worry over what-ifs, chances will fly over quickly~
Zen: If it makes you happy without a doubt, then you’ll know it was a good choice ^^
Jaehee Kang: I….
Jaehee Kang: Thank you for parting your wisdom with me.
Zen: lmao not really, but I’m happy to help my friends ^^
Jaehee Kang: Well then, I’ll be going to sleep now
Jaehee Kang: Good night, and thank you again ^^
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“Today was a good day as well, and the guy from before didn’t even show up!” Ams turned to look at Jaehee, before grinning. “Isn’t that great?”
“Yeah, it is…” Jaehee avoided her eyes, feeling her face warm up. Ever since yesterday, she’s been feeling odd around Ams, and even looking at her warms her face and carves an unwilling smile.
No. She already knew what she was feeling. It poured into her pores gradually, and when she had noticed, it grew to become what it was right now. Love.
“Jaejae? Is there something wrong? Your face looks hot.” Ams tilted her head, eyes glossed by concern.
“Nothing wrong, nothing at all,” she tried to dismiss, which of course was dismissed by Ams. “Don’t lie, do you have something to say? You know you can say anything, right?”
I love you. I love you. I love you so much and I didn’t even realise it.
Jaehee wanted to belt out the words as fluently as Zen would, as honest as Jumin would, as careless as Yoosung would, as gentle as Saeyoung would. But she was Jaehee, she was herself, and she was bad at expressing how she felt due to certain parts of her life.
“Um,” she tried to say, mumbling and thinking, her words like books that had been stacked and crashed down.
She looked for the right words.
“Can we talk about over tea?”
She wouldn’t know it was the right one, at least not after “I do” at the wedding hall.
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Hewwo I love Jaehee with all my heart and I hope my characterization of her was good enough lmfao I /a p o l o g i s e/
Anyways I also love ams aka she’s amazing aka jamen is my ot3 even though I couldn’t slip in Zen in there ripperoni pepperoni
I hope you liked it ahah;;; I TRIED MY BEST AND WAS VERY PROUD OF THE DIALOGUE AT LEAST
—Yuu
yuu this is t h e cu test t hin g and i love you :’)))))
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